"I'm sorry, I've already paid for the rent of this shop." Tao Yao looked at the people opposite, and among this group of people, only the pink-dressed woman in the lead had a slight fluctuation of spiritual power.

No wonder.

Even the Immortal Palace only had less than twenty spiritual masters, including ten elders, so one could imagine the scarcity of spiritual masters in other factions. Even with the establishment of recruitment points, there had been no reports of any mortals with spiritual talent appearing.

So it is not difficult to understand why the woman in pink is so arrogant.

Sure enough, upon hearing that the shop had been rented, the pink-dressed woman was not surprised but instead commanded, "Then give it to us. It is your blessing to be able to work for the Dream Sect."

"Oh? Then we don't want this blessing." Yun Miao looked over lightly.

The pink-dressed woman's expression froze instantly, and she looked at Yun Miao in disbelief: "Where did you come from, you country bumpkins from Beijing? Have you never heard of the Dream Sect?"

"Miss, even if you are gods in heaven, you have no right to rob others of their things. If you really want the shop, please look elsewhere." Yun Miao's voice was calm, but it was this calmness that angered the woman opposite.

The pink-clad woman made a simple finger gesture, and a burst of white sparks suddenly appeared. She seemed to be eagerly awaiting a change in Yun Miao's expression, but instead received a cold, emotionless stare. Seeing Yun Miao unfazed, Nie Xiang'er lashed out at her, "You little ant, you don't even know what the Dream Sect is. Then I'll show you the consequences of disrespecting a spiritual cultivator!"

Facing the small spiritual attack coming towards her, Yun Miao didn't even blink.

Nie Xiang'er felt that Yun Miao was even more ignorant. A mortal who had never seen the appearance of spiritual power naturally did not know how powerful this force was.

Unexpectedly, just when the spiritual power was about to reach Yun Miao's face half a palm away, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"How is this possible?" Nie Xiang'er looked at Yun Miao who was unharmed and felt that there was no solution. She was unwilling to give up and prepared to condense her spiritual power to attack again.

However, condensing spiritual power is not an easy task, and the speed this time is obviously much slower than last time.

"Is this what you want me to experience?"

However, Yun Miao was faster than her, and a ball of blue spiritual power that was ten times more powerful than hers appeared in her palm in an instant.

Looking at the dark blue spiritual energy ball in Yun Miao's hand, Nie Xiang'er and other disciples all showed expressions of horror: "Spirit...Spiritual energy!"

The next second, Yun Miao waved her hand lightly, and the dark blue spiritual power flew directly towards Nie Xiang'er.

Nie Xiang'er was slammed away before she could react. The energy also sent the surrounding disciples retreating three steps.

"Senior Sister!" They looked at Nie Xiang'er who was flying out and rushed over.

At the same time, everyone looked towards Yun Miao in fear: "You...you are a spiritual practitioner?"

Such a powerful spiritual attack is countless times stronger than that of my senior sister. I'm afraid only a few uncles can resist it.

The other party is probably also from a hidden force.

Finally, the group of people understood why Yun Miao and others were indifferent when they heard the name of Meng Zong.

It’s not that I don’t understand, but that I’m not afraid.

Nie Xiang'er also clutched her chest, somewhat unable to react. She looked up at Yun Miao in shock and fear, no longer minding her own injuries. She immediately knelt where she was, her tone completely devoid of the initial arrogance, "I don't know your identity, sir. I'm sorry I offended you just now. Please don't take it to heart, Immortal."

In the face of absolute strength, everything else is nothing.

Especially for spiritual practitioners, a difference of one level can make a world of difference.

Not to mention the density and speed of the spiritual energy light ball that Yun Miao could condense were beyond their reach.

Faced with such a big shot, Nie Xiang'er and others dared not say anything.

"Although spiritual power creates the difference between cultivators and ordinary people, the purpose of possessing spiritual power is to practice and transform oneself, not to oppress the people." Yun Miao glanced at Nie Xiang'er indifferently.

Although she has not yet made a formal move at her current level of strength, she can sense the weak spiritual power fluctuations emanating from Nie Xiang'er and find that she poses no threat at all.

So Yun Miao didn't understand whether Nie Xiang'er in front of her was too weak, or whether she had not met a truly strong person.

Nie Xiang'er only felt the murderous pressure from Yun Miao's eyes, and she trembled with fear and knelt on the ground: "I know...I know."

I was so unlucky that I met people from the same spiritual power as me when I came out.

Moreover, the other party's strength is far above hers.

The shop owner had already taken cover behind a table when he noticed the two sides were about to fight. Seeing the fight end so quickly, he felt relieved and happy that Yun Miao was the winner.

After all, the people from the Dream Sect look more difficult to deal with.

In the battle between the strong, it is the little people like them who are disturbed.

"Boss, someone will bring the deed to you in a while, so don't put this shop up for sale again." Yun Miao said calmly.

The shop owner immediately came out, bowed ninety degrees and said, "Of course, don't worry."

Yun Miao ignored the people from the Dream Sect as they prepared to leave, then heard Nie Xiang'er's cautious voice coming from behind: "May I ask which sect or school the Master belongs to?"

Yun Miao didn't look back.

Tao Yao turned around to look at Nie Xiang'er and uttered two words: "Immortal Palace."

Fairy Palace!

Nie Xiang'er and her group all widened their eyes in shock.

…

Before even entering Linnan Street, Yun Miao saw a long line of people lining up outside. Among them were commoners, nobles, and even wandering beggars. All of them, having learned about the existence of spiritual cultivation, were looking forward to a new turning point in their lives and a chance to turn their lives around.

Who doesn’t pursue eternal life?

A special area temporarily built at the intersection of Linnan Street was crowded with people including an old man with a white beard and several people in white clothes.

There was a transparent crystal placed in front of the table where the old man was sitting, and the passers-by in the queue were placing their hands on the crystal one by one.

"Next!" The old man looked at the crystal's unresponsive appearance and shook his head in disappointment.

Seeing Yun Miao's puzzled expression, Tao Yao whispered in Yun Miao's ear, "Master, that is the spirit platform that tests spiritual talent. As long as someone with spiritual roots places their hand on the spirit platform, it will emit light. If it is a mortal, the spirit platform will not react..."

"I've never seen such a low-level spiritual platform before." Yun Miao thought of her predecessor's test crystal, which was a full ten feet tall and could test a person's natural talent. This kind of spiritual platform, while capable of carrying only a small amount of spiritual power, was just right for testing spiritual roots.

Tao Yao and others remained silent after hearing Yun Miao's words. It seemed that they thought Lingtai was precious and was unknown to the public.

Tao Yao suddenly asked out of curiosity: "Master, may I ask, have you ever tested your spiritual root attributes?"